Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire novel Chapter 348

Chapter 348: Chapter 348: The Auction

Upon hearing the mention of an auction, the group exchanged meaningful smiles.

A member of the Hua Xia personnel who had been observing them smirked and said, "Some people truly have too much time on their hands, always thinking about how to trouble others."

"What’s going on?"

Jiang Cheng approached as the person beside him whispered in Hua Xia language, "They plan to make things difficult for us at the auction."

"I anticipated this. No worries, we’ll counter whatever tactics they use."

"Alright."

The person beside him responded with a nod and continued watching the group.

She could read lips.

Not only could she read lips, but she was a lip-reading translator proficient in several foreign languages.

During this outing, Jiang Cheng encountered a wealth of talent from his homeland.

In the presence of such a group, Jiang Cheng dared not claim himself as extraordinarily gifted.

For they all were.

After the dinner continued for another hour, the auction officially began.

Everyone was invited to take their seats as the auction host took the stage.

"Hello everyone, I’m Jenny, the auctioneer for this event."

"First, I want to thank the esteemed guests who donated auction items. The proceeds from this auction will go entirely to children’s vaccination programs. Your generosity will assist many children and families."

"Next, we present our first auction item donated by Mr. Ai Wen, the host."

With the auctioneer’s cue, the ceremonial assistant brought the item forward on a trolley.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng was seated to the left with a lip-reading expert and to the right with an expert in micro-expressions.

The two were speaking in different dialects into Jiang Cheng’s ears.

"A vase from the Qing Dynasty."

"Most likely, these items tonight are all Hua Xia’s cultural possessions. Their aim is to embarrass us by forcing us to buy back our own artifacts at high prices."

Jiang Cheng’s eyes narrowed slightly.

It’s like celebrating being a thief.

Jiang Cheng’s mind sharply captured information from both sides as the auctioneer unveiled the red cloth covering the item, revealing a vase crafted with exquisite Hua Xia artistry to everyone present.

With gloves on, the auctioneer began showcasing the vase from various angles, explaining its history and value, while presenting several antique experts’ authentication documents.

"Starting bid is five thousand US dollars, with each bid increase no less than five hundred US dollars. Please start bidding."

The bidding commenced.

The H Control Group was first to raise their sign, adding a pointless comment, "Just the right thing to buy for flower arranging."

The H Control Group bid six thousand US dollars.

After lowering his sign, the H Control Group’s eyes drifted toward Hua Xia, attempting to provoke Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng returned the challenge with a glance, calmly raising his sign and announcing, "Seven thousand US dollars."

The H Group, full of mirth, raised their sign and said, "Eight thousand US dollars."

Before Jiang Cheng could raise his sign, other competitors joined in the fun, driving the vase’s price to ten thousand US dollars.

Without hesitation, Jiang Cheng raised his sign again.

"Ten thousand one hundred US dollars."

The true value of the vase was around ten thousand dollars; at this price, Jiang Cheng would barely break even.

The H Control Group and other parties were clearly aware of this, but their pleasure lay in inflating the price, forcing Hua Xia to pay dearly to reclaim their heritage.

The H Control Group raised their sign first.

"Twelve thousand US dollars."

"I’ll join in the fun, thirteen thousand US dollars."

"Then I’ll go with fourteen thousand US dollars."

The price climbed steadily, reaching eighteen thousand US dollars.

Jiang Cheng clenched his teeth and raised his sign once more.

"Twenty thousand US dollars!"

Instantly hiking to twenty thousand, Jiang Cheng wore a confident smile.

"Twenty-one thousand US dollars!"

The H Control Group raised their sign once more; this was their last bid.

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